Ruby had laid deeply into Kyle's white guilt. The 5'4" slender redhead ran a popular social justice Tumblr. High off of the defeat of fascist Trumpism, she had insisted the college couple open their small studio apartment to a Nigerian refugee from the Open Hearts program.
Kyle sheepishly shrugged his shoulders as Ruby looked through the booklet of potential "homestays". "You sure it has to be a guy? We could have a woman in-" He began, before being cut off.
Kyle was 5'7" and had a plain face his eyes a light hazel and hair a color straddling blond and brunette. The slender male rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm sorry! Not like that Choose anyone you like" He insisted, being quiet now as he was risking her giving him the cold shoulder for weeks.
The freckled white girl pursed her lips, running fingers through her long red braid that went the length of the center of her back. She was not buxom the girl rather flat chested. But, her black yoga pants managed to show off her round toned ass. Her activist friend Kesha teased that she was a 'PAWG' a phat ass white girl.
Why did that make her blush when she thought about it?
Turning the page, she spotted a tall toned African male wearing a stethoscope. He has shoulder length nappy with a neatly trimmed mustache that wrapped below to a short, pointed beard. It was neatly pointed and shaped, indicating he used some sort of beeswax lotion.
"Him. Musfafa. He's a nurse." Ruby said, her thighs rubbing together Attracted to this man. "It says he's trying to get registered in the United States and is working to get registered here."